1. O image of the one who gave love
The key to my locked heart

2. In his love my youth passed
And the days of my prime withered

3. Alas how much I wasted
Of my shy little self

4. My past is lost and if I could
I would make up with the future

5. O image many a night
I cry and cry for you

6. Until I returned deceiving
And went on completely lost

7. I plead for my tears to show
On your gleeful face

8. So your eyes would shake
Hearing the complaint of the neglected stranger

9. And she cried those were her tears
Flowing down continuously